The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback
Chapter 74

Chapter 74:

Caden despised drinking hot water, but his throat was too uncomfortable to care. She quickly became dry again.

She signaled to a waiter, asking for another glass of water.

Meanwhile, Alicia had not found the opportunity to approach Rachel, so she stayed to the side, passing the time idly. When Caden approached, she didn't move. Instead, he gave her a polite smile. Mr. Ward.

Caden, with equal insincerity, responded: Miss Bennett. An awkward silence followed.

Alicia glanced at him out of the corner of her eye.

The room was packed with people, but Caden's striking appearance continued to draw attention. His face seemed pale because of his illness, but that did not make him look weak. If anything, it made him even more captivating.

Their eyes met briefly, and his expression was distant. They were neither too close nor too far, but their gaze lacked warmth, as if they were nothing more than strangers.

It was totally different from the passion he had shown the night before.

Alicia felt a wave of unease wash over her. He looked around the room to calm himself and decided to go to a nearby table to have dessert.

At that moment, a familiar figure appeared next to him. Before she could reach the cake, Caden's hand quickly intervened and grabbed it instead.

She paused for a moment, turned to him and asked, Why do you eat sweets when you have a cold? His tone was more annoyed than concerned.

His irritation only seemed to encourage Caden. He calmly took a bite of the cake and said: Why shouldn't I eat it.

She instinctively responded: Eating sweets when you are sick can cause inflammation. You don't want to end up with a high fever.

Caden stared at her.

Feeling uncomfortable under his gaze, she added, I'm not showing concern. I'm just making an observation.

Caden didn't respond. Instead, he threw the untouched cake into the trash can.

His unexpected action made Alicia feel uncomfortable. I didn't understand why he was suddenly so nice. Something wasn't right.

After wiping his hands, Caden commented coldly: It was horrible.

The dessert had been excessively sweet, and Alicia was speechless.

He knew that his behavior was not because he had followed her advice: he had never listened to her in the past.

Caden took a sip of water to wash away the sugary taste in his mouth, then he He turned to her and asked: Since the sweets are out of stock the table, what should I eat instead.

Alicia picked up a cookie and looked at him curiously. You really need to eat something.

I can't taste anything, Caden complained. Why don't you think of something I can eat.

Alicia looked at him surprised. And why should she?

After all, she wasn't his caregiver.

Miss Bennett, you've forgotten that I caught this cold because of you. replied Caden.

Alicia was momentarily speechless, then, determined not to fall into his trap, she murmured defensively: You were the one who kissed me first that day.

She looked nervously at him. around, worried that someone might hear them. People passed by from time to time and looked at them curiously.

Still, he made sure that their conversation was not loud enough for others to hear.

Caden, however, he seemed unfazed. In a firm voice, he said, "I doubt a single kiss could make me this sick."

He moved closer to her, reaching out to grab the cookie from her plate. Their clothes brushed gently.

To anyone who saw them, everything seemed normal. But Alicia knew that Caden was taking advantage of the moment to make fun of her.

Only a deep kiss could make me get a cold like that, right. Caden played with the cookie in his hand, his eyes fixed on her increasingly blushing face. And it must have lasted quite a while. Miss Bennett, remember how soft you were when I kissed you. How much of your sweet saliva I have tasted.

Alicia's heart raced, afraid he would say something even more provocative.

Alicia said it. he cut quickly. Please shut up.

He didn't dare raise his voice, so his protest came out more like a plea.

Caden smiled contently, like a cat playing with a cornered mouse.

Just then, a man approached them.

Mr. Ward, the man greeted politely. It really is you! I thought I was wrong. I'm…

After introducing himself, the man clinked glasses with Caden. Caden effortlessly shifted to a serious demeanor, striking up a brief conversation.

Watching from the side, Alicia couldn't help but admire the ease with which he switched roles. He was an exceptional expert.

After exchanging pleasantries, the man gave Caden his business card and left with a polite nod.

Seizing the opportunity to escape, Alicia tried to go unnoticed.

But Caden stood in her way, blocking her exit with his tall figure. You leave without taking responsibility, he asked.

She looked at him, feeling frustrated.

Knowing that he was difficult to deal with, she realized that confronting him directly would not work. . I needed a different approach.

Okay, he finally conceded. I'll bring you something to eat.

Taking a look at the table, he intentionally chose some bland appetizers.

He smiled with satisfaction. It's too dry. I can't swallow it.

Irritated, she looked for something more suitable.

Try this, she said, handing him a different option.

Caden looked at the plate and explained. : Eating fried foods will only make my condition worse.

How about this one, she asked, frustrated but trying.

He examined it briefly before answering: It doesn't look very appetizing.

Undeterred, he presented another option. And this one

Caden shook his head and asked: Does this sound appetizing to you?

Alicia was speechless in the face of his continued denials. As his excuses became more and more irrational, she finally stopped trying to please him and asked him firmly: Are you going to eat or not?

Without hesitation, Caden simply answered: No.

Alicia chose not to give in to his requests. Frustrated, she deliberately stepped on his toe to show her displeasure.

It was well known that people, like vending machines, responded in predictable ways to certain stimuli. If appropriate measures were taken, individuals would react accordingly.

However, Alicia had encountered someone different.

Caden remained completely calm, showing no signs of being upset by his actions.

In a moment of sudden understanding, Alicia spoke, changing her tone. Caden, you have a cold and you can't taste anything, so what you really want isn't snacks at all, right.

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